Quotes About Imagination

Michael looked around and realized that he was in a school library, with a life-size cutout of Alex Rider staring at him from the opposite side of the room.

Michael looked around and realised that he was in a school library, with a life-size cut-out of Alex Rider staring at him from the opposite side of the room.

And what would you do, ... if you could rule the world for a day? I suppose I would have no choice but to abolish reality.

Anyone who still wants to experience fairytales these days can't afford to dither when it comes to using their brains.

ONE must sometimes believe what one cannot understand. That is the method of the scientist as well as the mystic: faced with a universe which must be endless and infinite, he accepts it, although he cannot really imagine it. For there is no picture in our minds of infinity; somewhere, at the furthermost limits of thought, we never fail to plot its end. Yet—if there is no end? Or if, at the end, we are only back at the beginning again?

And if some savage told us of a mag-ical worm that built a little windowless house, slept there a season, thenone day emerged and flew away as a jeweled bird, we'd laugh at suchsuperstition if we'd never seen a butterfly.

Our visual system does not simply reflect external reality but rather actively constructs it.

Instead of a fogged understanding, Austin suggests, we can attain greater insight into the mystery of our being – can, in fact, through the imaginative stories we tell ourselves, actuate increasingly improved contingent versions of human reality.

I guess what I'm saying is that people who don't have nightmares don't have dreams.

How do poems grow? They grow out of your life.

Tell me a story of deep delight.

A sentence is like a tune. A memorable sentence gives its emotion a melodic shape. You want to hear it again, say it—in a way, to hum it to yourself. You desire, if only in the sound studio of your imagination, to repeat the physical experience of that sentence. That craving, emotional and intellectual but beginning in the body with a certain gesture of sound, is near the heart of poetry.

The heart grows brutal from feeding on fantasies.

One intriguing way to enter into the battle between good and evil, life and death, sanity and madness, is in the pages of fiction.

A boy is naturally full of humor.

Jamadars and bheesties,' said the helmsman. 'Not to mention the major-domos, lordly lamplighters and twisted firestarters.' 'Twisted firestarters?' enquired the detective. 'I told you not to mention them.

It was a sight to make Zane Grey reach for his ballpoint, or Sergio Leone send out for another fifty foot of standard eight.

A nursery rhyme character...they don't like that term. They prefer "Preadolescent Poetic Personalities".

You begin with the possibilities of the material.

An empty canvas is full.

Robert Rauschenberg

I usually work in a direction until I know how to do it, then I stop, At the time that I am bored or understand — I use those words interchangeably — another appetite has formed. A lot of people try to think up ideas. I'm not one. I'd rather accept the irresistible possibilities of what I can't ignore.

A pair of stockings is no less suitable o make a painting of than wood,nails,turpentine,oil,and fabric.

The technology available for film-making now is incredible, but I am a big believer that it's all in the story.